It is not thatI reach for your body
To touch your uncovered chest
To feel my hunger
With the twins
But something deep for I crave
That makes what you are
— an innocent face
with two suspecting eyes
trying to search for the feelings
lost in last pages of past.
Sensations are, but made in heaven
where you wish to wander
To gather the moments that I spent with you
To feel the lips that once searched for you
— you know it well
Tomorrow won’t be the same again
where you’ll long for my touch
And I’ll be in someone else’s embrace!
“Affair” (c) Samir K. Dash: 3rd March 2011,
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